The Intercessory Union of Myroria is a gargantuan, efficient nation, ruled by Fendrina Quarrovth with an iron fist, and notable for its unlimited-speed roads, flagrant waste-dumping, and ubiquitous missile silos. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless, devout population of 23.419 billion Myrorians are proud of their wide-ranging civil freedoms, and those who aren't tend to be dragged off the streets by men in dark suits and hustled into cars with tinted windows.

There is no government in the normal sense of the word; however, a small group of community-minded, liberal individuals juggles the competing demands of Education, Healthcare, and Industry. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Pelagis. Income tax is unheard of.

The frighteningly efficient Myrorian economy, worth a remarkable 6,644 trillion guildens a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Information Technology industry, with significant contributions from Book Publishing, Arms Manufacturing, and Uranium Mining. Average income is an amazing 283,736 guildens, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.4 times as much as the poorest.

Nude art is becoming wildly popular, hospitals are amongst the best-funded in the region, nine out of ten citizens of Myroria answered 'nuclear safety inspector' when asked their occupation, and suburban backyards are seized by the government and turned into national parks. Crime is all-pervasive, probably because of the absence of a police force. Myroria's national animal is the greater capercaillie, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation.

Myroria is ranked 1,886^th in the world and 1^st in Americana for Most Armed, with 15.55 Weapons Per Person.